More of a postcard, really.

A Sunday hello.

Dear Friend,

The magnolias and the dogwoods are blooming in the park at Les Halles, where teenagers from the outer suburbs come in via the RER trains to sit on the concrete benches and smoke cigarettes and eat fast food in the city center.

I don’t have much that I can share with you this week. I think it is even the first week in several months where I d…